"Old Shen, come over and help me. As an old man, what are you doing chatting with these youngsters? Let the young people chat together." Sun Dongxiang called out from the kitchen.
"Little Yue, go talk to Dongzi. Don't get in the way here."
Shen Dongyang shrugged his shoulders resignedly and said, "In this family, it seems my sister-in-law calls the shots. I'll go help."
Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "Go ahead. Watching Uncle Shen and Auntie like this, I actually feel quite envious. This is what a real home feels like."
Shen Yue came out, her face still red, and whispered, "Brother Dongzi, let's go to my room to talk, so my mom won't say anything else."
Song Xiaodong smiled and said, "Sure, I've never been in your room before. A girl's boudoir, ah, it's quite exciting to think about."
A blush crept over Shen Yue's face as she scolded, "It's just a room, what's so special about it."
The two entered Shen Yue's room, and she casually closed the door behind them.
